WARREN CONNECTICUT – Out walking the dogs at night with a camera.
Day 5823 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking back exactly three years to the Guggenheim. September 22, 2022. This image was shot with the Rollei that I looked back to yeasterday. Day 4727 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
WARREN CONNECTICUT – We took a walk on a local trail which is maintained by the Warren Land Trust. We had heard that the central portion of the trail has been inundated by a beaver dam. So about a half mile into the walk we ran into a massive beaver dam and had to turn around. So we only got about a mile in. I photographed some rocks and trees on the way back.
As you may know I grew up in Utah where I spent a lot of time in the canyons and desert. After decades of living here with a base in New England I’m still struggling with how to capture the Eastearn deciduous landscape. There are very few distant views and until winter brings the leaves down few unobstructed sight lines. There are signs of humanity everywhere here. The forest pictured below is secondary growth (or 3rd or 4th or 5th). In the late 18th Century the primary forest here was typically cut to make charcoal for the local iron inustry.
Day 5822 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking three years to a picture of a film camera, my Rollei 2.8 F, the version with the Schneider lens. You may have noticed that I’m a gear head. Day of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
WASHINGTON CONNECTICUT – Here we are at the Washington Art Association’s Sunshine Center, with a snapshot of . . . Norman Sunshine.
Day 5,821 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking back six years to lunch set up in the Library at the Knickerbocker Club. Day 3,629 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
MANHATTAN – Another museum day here, this time at the Frick. The collection has be marvelously re-hung in a revitalized space. But . . . there is no place to sit. My preferred way of seeing art is to select an item and plop myself down in front of it for an our or so, researching its history and critical commentary. Unfortunately there is almost not place to sit at the Frick. Also, I learned after I snapped this image with El Greco’s Saint Jerome in the background, that photography is not permitted. Had there been a bench in front of Saint Jerome I would have used it for an hour. Still shooting with my Leica Q3 43.
Day 5,820 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking back exactly ten years to Beijing. September 19, 2015. Day 2,167 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
MANHATTAN – We spent the morning today at the fabulous Man Ray show at the Metropolitan Museum.
Day 5,819 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking back exactly six years to September 18, 2019. Portrait. Day 3,627 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
MANHATTAN – In our basement here. Hmmm . . . looks like we’ve retrofitted a security camera.
Day 5,718of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking back precisely 8 years to morning light in Warren CT. Day 2,896 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
BETHLEHEM CONNECTICUT – I stopped by Mark Mennin’s and Marcia DeSanctis’s house today to drop off a lasagna. Here’s some of Mark’s work at rest outside the house. I’m shooting with my Leica Q3 43, a backup camera – my beloved M11 Monochrom has gone off the Wetzlar Germany for some maintenance work; it gets heavy daily use so it occasionally needs attention. (I once owned a BMW M5 which turned out to be a shop bunny; the M11M appears to have common DNA in that respect.) Leica has been very good at getting the camera back in good working order quickly at no expense to me. But I miss it.
Day 5,817 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking back precisely three years to Westerly RI, late in the Covid epidemic. Day of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
